An original poem by ShurianoEzra61792
She is my strength,
Her gaze captivates me, I feel invincible.
But she is still my greatest weakness,
Her very touch makes me tremble.
She is my strength,
Her breath on my skin, invigorating.
But she is still my greatest weakness,
Her tender glances at me sting my heart.
I am not worthy,
to be strong,
But each time i say this,
She tells me I'm wrong.
But I know i am right,
That i am not worthy of her, my strength.
She, to please,
I would go any length.
But I know I am right,
That she is my weakness.
My Iron-clad heart, shattered,
By her devotions.
She is my strength.
She stripped me of all my defenses.
She exposed me, now Im vulnerable.
She is my weakness...
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